I am hero of my own epic life,
as God is my witness, I run my game,
marathon training, to efface the soul,
humility is a lesson in strife,
energy is the key to endurance,
realizing I don't exist, the shame
of expecting too much, the empty bowl,
of course, cannot be cleansed of emptiness,
for meaning would be stripped of reference,
mile after mile, I lose myself to find
yesterday is nothing like tomorrow,
on the Lakefront Trail, I pass my own kind,
women and men who run, not from sorrow,
no, but to rid the world of pettiness,
emergent, empirical awareness,
promises nothing but ephemeral
images, sounds, thoughts, sensations, and joy,
contemplation is the key to quareness,
learning why what it means to be alive,
immanent not transcent, visceral
from trusting the body, the gut, the ploy
entering the race to be best, to strive.
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